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Chapter 2005 A Man Speaks From The Heart When Death Is Near
Outside the manor, in the guardhouse.
Gordon suddenly vomited after he woke up. There were gastric juices and blood in his vomit.
The bodyguards were horrified. The president had asked them to take care of this person, but judging by the man's
state, he must be seriously ill to be vomiting blood.
Thus, they hurriedly consulted the butler for further action.
After the butler's consideration, he decided to tell President Lawrence about the situation.
The butler went forward with his report when he saw President Lawrence and Mrs. Lawrence in the living room."
The man outside seems to be suffering from a serious illness. He’s vomiting blood!"
When Rosalie heard that, her right hand that was holding the teacup trembled as she looked at her husband.
Byron got up immediately and said to his wife, "Let's go over and look. If the situation is serious, we must save him
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Rosalie nodded. Then, as if something had clicked in her, she quickly followed her husband.
Less than half an hour later, when they saw Gordon again, Rosalie was taken aback by his appearance.
His complexion was already extremely sallow. His eyes were cloudy, and even his breathing felt strained as if he
would take his last breath at any moment.
As a doctor, Rosalie was not repulsed by the vomit on the ground but observed it.
"Rosalie, Rosalie... I'm sorry. I'm really sorry to you and your mother." At this time, Gordon could barely support
himself, and the bodyguards were there to help him.
A faint gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when his daughter appeared. He immediately looked at
Byron. "Byron, I'm indeed a failure."
"Stop talking. Do you have a medical certificate from the hospital?" Byron was not interested in his dying
confession. His eyes scanned around the old man, and he found the edge of a paper protruding from his pocket. He
reached out and retrieved it.
Before Byron could open the medical certificate, Rosalie's face darkened. "This looks like stomach cancer!"
Byron handed the medical certificate to his wife.
She glanced over. The document mentioned a malignant tumor in the stomach, which may have spread to the liver.
'No wonder his complexion is so sallow. These are symptoms of increased jaundice.’
In an instant, Rosalie felt an inexplicable discomfort.
Even she was rendered powerless in the face of such a diagnosis. Her medical skills were useless here.
'Hahaha, he deserves it!'
Rosalie wanted to laugh out loud, but she could not show it on her face. She looked at Gordon with a complex look
in her eyes.
Byron watched his wife's reaction and noticed resentment and glee but also pity with a tinge of sadness in her eyes.
"Gordon, you're indeed dying. So, are you afraid of death?" Rosalie took two steps closer and stared at the man's
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At this moment, Gordon showed an incomprehensible smile.
"Rosalie, I was afraid for several days. Now, I'm not afraid anymore. I spent some time thinking about what regrets
I have in this life. I've concluded that I only regret the mistakes I made regarding you and your mother. All my life,
I’ve been impetuous, having more failures than my successes. I was shallow and arrogant. I didn't understand
anyone else's feelings, and I didn't understand what it meant to be a family. I deserve it. I betrayed your mother, I
wronged her..."
Gordon's face was immersed in grief as he spoke. Tears streamed down his face.
"My wish is to apologize to you. I know that you can’t forgive me, but I must apologize. I don’t want to die without
apologizing. Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Rosalie and Byron!"
Byron and Rosalie listened quietly and did not interrupt him.
A man spoke from the heart when death was near. They chose to believe that Gordon had truly repented and his
apologies were sincere at this time.